I Got into My Childhood Friend's...Yuri Harem?-Chapter 26: Playing King Game at Jimin’s House~

As soon as I entered the room, Seong Ji-min kicked me in the ass.

"Ow!"

"You horny bastard! Does your dick get hard even looking at a friend’s mother?"

"Huh?"

I looked down and saw a bulge in my pants.

I had gotten hard without even realizing it.

"Well, this is..."

It’s because you said those unnecessary things earlier, making me self-conscious.

I wanted to say that, but I kept my mouth shut because there were other people in the room.

The conversation about Seong Ji-min’s stepmother was between just the two of us.

By the way, what was this girl really up to?

I would gladly bow down and thank her if she set the stage for me like this.

But I didn’t want to ruin an innocent woman’s life, even if she was Seong Ji-min’s stepmother.

I understood there might be complicated family dynamics, but did it really have to go this far?

"Oh, Kwak Jo-young is here too. Hi."

"Hi."

Kwak Jo-young greeted me with a nod.

We had become quite friendly. Even though we only spent one night together, it felt like we had known each other for a long time.

"And..."

There was one more person.

A girl I didn’t know was sitting in the room.

She looked a bit younger than us.

She had an incredibly cute face and a bright aura.

However... The moment she saw me enter the room, her cute face scrunched up in disgust.

As if a giant cockroach had flown into the house through an open window.

She reminded me of Kwak Jo-young when she first came to my place.

Kekekekeke. Does that mean this girl is today’s sex partner?

Kwak Jo-young was also disgusted at first, but then she became a prisoner of my penis.

I wondered how this girl’s expression would change.

"Say hello. She’s my cutest junior. Her name is Yoon Ji-yoon."

"Ooh. Nice to meet you, Junior Ji-yoon."

I thought she looked young, so she was a junior after all.

The junior who had made a disgusted face at me...

Smiled brightly when Seong Ji-min looked at her.

It seemed that her ugly expression was a special display of emotion exclusive only to me.

"What do you mean ’Junior Ji-yoon?’ She’s my junior, not yours."

"If she’s your junior, she’s my junior too. Right, Ji-yoon?"

When I spoke to her, Yoon Ji-yoon bowed her head with a bright smile.

"Hello! I’m junior Yoon Ji-yoon! It’s Yoon Ji-yoon even if you say it backward! Please take care of me!"

This bitch. One moment she’s looking at me like I’m a cockroach...

And the next she’s greeting me with a 180-degree change in expression in front of Seong Ji-min.

Then, when Seong Ji-min wasn’t looking, her smiling face contorted again.

what. the. fuck...Honestly, It was kind of funny.

Her face changed so quickly.

I played along, pretending not to notice her.

"Ooh. Okay, Yoon Ji-yoon. You have a unique name too. Are all the people around you have weird names?"

"You’re the weirdest one! This is Ju Ji-han. You can call him Juji King."

I joined them, as Seong Ji-min chuckled.

Why was she even telling her junior to call me Juji King?

"Call me Ji-han-sunbae or Ji-han-oppa, whatever you like. Just not Juji King."

"Yes..."

The junior replied with a look that said, "As if I’d ever call you something like that." Funny girl.

"By the way, your house is so nice that I was scared to come in."

"If you like it that much, you can move in."

"Where? Should I live in the pond?"

"That does seem fitting for Ji-han."

"Jo-young, I’ll set up a bed for you among the seaweed, so you can move in too."

"There’s seaweed in the pond?"

We talked nonsense while looking around the room.

Hmm. But something felt off.

I expected Seong Ji-min’s room to be more unique.

It just felt like a "normal girl’s room." Nothing special, nothing strange.

It was so normal that it felt strange. As if it had been deliberately decorated to look ordinary.

"Now that everyone’s here, shall we start the game?"

Seong Ji-min said slyly.

It probably wasn’t a murder game.

"Game? What game?"

"What other game is there for men and women to play together?"

"Sex?"

"You bastard!"

Thump! I got kicked again.

So, it wasn’t sex.

"Can you watch your mouth? There’s a junior here."

"Oh, sorry, Junior Ji-yoon. I’m not very refined."

"Haha... you’re funny."

Yoon Ji-yoon forced a smile, her expression like she had just eaten shit.

What? Was that not the right atmosphere?

Now I’m the weird one.

"If we’re playing a game, it has to be the King Game!"

Seong Ji-min took out four popsicle sticks.

The ends of the sticks were marked with the numbers 1, 2, 3, and a crudely drawn crown.

"Everyone knows how to play, right? The time limit is 10 seconds."

"Yes."

"Is that how the King Game works? The person who gets the king gets to give orders?"

"You know that already."

"What happens if someone doesn’t follow the order?" frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

"Hmm. The penalty is a 10-second kiss with Juji King."

"Oh."

"Eek."

"Hmm."

Various reactions followed Seong Ji-min’s strange penalty.

Me, Yoon Ji-yoon, and Kwak Jo-young, in that order.

But there was a problem with that penalty.

"Then what about me?"

I can’t kiss myself.

"Just shut up and do as you’re told."

"Yes?"

I seemed to have no right to refuse.

Well, it might be better to just follow the orders than to kiss myself.

"I’m the king."

The first king was Seong Ji-min.

She gave her order without hesitation.

"Number 1 puts their hand inside number 3’s clothes and fondles their nipples."

What? So it was a dirty game.

Then why did I get kicked?

By the way, I was... number 3.

"Huh?"

"Pwahaha!"

Seong Ji-min burst into laughter at my bewildered expression.

I was looking forward to it when I heard the order. Why am I on the receiving end?

"What’s the point of fondling a man’s nipples?"

"That’s what makes it fun!"

Is that so? I’d have to experience it with a girl to understand.

"I’m number 1."

Number 1 was Kwak Jo-young.

Kwak Jo-young would do whatever Seong Ji-min told her, even without the King Game. She wouldn’t refuse a strange order like this.

"Here I go."

"Uh..."

Even though she spent a night with me, Kwak Jo-young hesitated, seeming uncomfortable with this.

Then she put her hand inside my clothes, as if hugging me from behind.

Her cold hand was feeling my body.

And then she started fondling my nipples.

"Whoa..."

"Hehehe."

"I-I feel it..."

"Pwahahaha!"

It wasn’t on the level of any sexual acts, but It wasn’t bad either. It felt quite good actually.

I had to endure that feeling for 10 seconds.

My penis twitched slightly.

"Haa..."

This was humiliating.

Damn it. Just you wait, Seong Ji-min.

"I’m the king now."

The next king was Kwak Jo-young.

"Number 3 closes their eyes. And numbers 1 and 2 fondle number 3 from both sides. However you like."

"Oh."

Number 3, the target, was Yoon Ji-yoon.

Naturally, numbers 1 and 2 were me and Seong Ji-min.

"Ah..."

A look of despair washed over Ji-yoon’s face.

Her eyes were mainly directed at me.

She didn’t seem to mind being touched by Seong Ji-min.

But she seemed unable to bear the thought of me touching her.

"Ji-yoon, if you don’t close your eyes, I’ll make you kiss him."

Seong Ji-min pointed at me, and Ji-yoon quickly squeezed her eyes shut in alarm. She really didn’t want to kiss me.

"Hey, you’re treating me like an object."

"You’re lucky, be grateful~"

We approached the trembling junior.

"Mhehe."

"Uhuhu."

Seong Ji-min’s delicate hands and my clumsy hands started groping the junior’s body simultaneously.

"Aah!"

My hand went straight for Junior Ji-yoon’s breasts.

I didn’t realize it through her clothes, but she had surprisingly big breasts.

Seong Ji-min’s hand went straight under her skirt.

Unlike me, timidly fondling her breasts over her clothes, Seong Ji-min was bold.

I wanted to learn that boldness.

"Kyaa! Kyaaa!"

"If you open your eyes, you’re kissing me."

"No! I don’t want to!"

"Mhehehehe!"

Yoon Ji-yoon writhed and squirmed like a slug sprinkled with salt.

While Seong Ji-min and I continued to grope her.

She tried to block Seong Ji-min’s hand, which was focused on her pussy, and I held her hands down to prevent her from resisting. Meanwhile, Seong Ji-min freely molested her defenseless pussy. It was a fantastic combination.

"10 seconds! It hasn’t been 10 seconds yet!"

"It’s 7 seconds now."

Kwak Jo-young was the timekeeper.

But the bribed timekeeper counted at her own pace, watching Seong Ji-min’s mood.

8 seconds. 9 seconds.

It must have been over 20 seconds in reality, but it was still before 10 seconds according to her.

And we pulled away from Junior Ji-yoon the moment she said 10.

It had actually been over 30 seconds.

"Haa... haa... haa..."

Yoon Ji-yoon sat up, disheveled.

Her panties were pink.

"Ji-yoon, are you okay?"

Seong Ji-min asked, feigning concern, even though she was the one who tormented her the most.

"L-Let’s continue..." Yoon Ji-yoon replied, her face flushed.

Her determination to continue instead of running away was commendable.

But it might have been better for Yoon Ji-yoon to run away now.

"I-I’m the king!"

Next, Yoon Ji-yoon was the king.

Her eyes sparkled as if she had finally gotten what she wanted.

Hehe. I wonder what she’s planning?

She looked at the three of us with sharp eyes.

As if she could figure out our numbers that way.

"Number 2 gives the king..."

"Ooh!"

"...No, number 1 kisses the king!"

Hehe. You sly little thing.

She changed her order after seeing my reaction.

But I’m not number 2.

"Haha! You’re caught! I’m number 1!"

"Ah!"

Yoon Ji-yoon was shocked when I showed her my number 1 stick.

Was she hoping to be kissed by Seong Ji-min?

"N-No! Take it back! Take it back!"

"Mhehe. No takesies-backsies. Taking it back is also a kiss with me."

"Pwahahaha!"

Seong Ji-min burst into laughter next to me. Kwak Jo-young also chuckled softly.

Only Yoon Ji-yoon, who had given the order, looked devastated.

"Ugh!"

In the end, Yoon Ji-yoon had to endure my kiss.

"Chu! Chuu!"

"Mmm! Mmmmmm!!"

"Smack, smack, blah blah blah! Chuuu!"

"Ugh!?"

Yoon Ji-yoon desperately kept her mouth shut, hiding her lips inside.

So, my kiss was just a superficial peck around her lips, but even then she acted like she’d rather die.

"10 seconds!"

Kwak Jo-young kept time again.

Since the time was very flexible depending on Seong Ji-min’s mood, I thoroughly enjoyed sucking on Yoon Ji-yoon’s face, covering her cute face with my saliva.

"Ugh... gag..."

Yoon Ji-yoon gagged after I pulled away.

Hey, it wasn’t that bad, was it?

"Haa, ah, that was funny. Bringing Ji-yoon was the right choice. You’re hilarious."

Seong Ji-min wiped away her tears of laughter and praised her junior.

"Uh... haha..."

The junior herself looked unsure whether to laugh or cry.

Good for you, getting praised by Seong Ji-min.

The King Game continued.

"Ooh! I’m the king!"

This time, I was the king.

The other three looked at me with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety.

Haha! I had my order ready!

"Everyone! Take off your clothes and get naked!"